There are worse things,

There are worse things,

I can’t name them in order

I just know,

God would know.

See how easy it is

To pitch it all out of a basket

Watch it scatter across the floor

The mess of it

The filthy scrawl of it all.

It is so easy to let it go

Throw in a reference to god

He/she/it

I don’t know

Don’t tell me that you do.

Some people would just love to say

They have heard the word

Had a visitation.

See how easy it is?

I am blind

Science is wrong

He is everywhere.

Open your heart

End up in a bed on a section

But there are worse things

Than doubting

Worse things than not believing.

Religion can be cruel

And abusive

Even from a pulpit

God knows that’s true.

Maybe

It would be so easy

To write him/her/ it/ they

Into every sentence

Every excuse.

All hail the emperor

Wears no clothes

I am as naked as a jaybird

Who wrote that?

It would be so easy

To blame god

For being a heathen

For disbelieving

For loss

For getting old

Ill and infirm

Not that I am

The infirm bit

But god knows what will happen tomorrow.

It would be so easy

To blame it all on

him/her/it, etc

Rather than take it on the chin

Gaze at a woman

Think she looks nice.

Reel in the years

A lady’s man

A rake

Have a drink

Raise a glass

Welcome the world in,

At least for a day

I can always be a pain in the ass tomorrow.

There are worse things

Than being an arse

With a god complex

Altogether too full of yourself,

But not many.